Let Love Not Weigh Me Down Ed Harcourt

Let love not weigh me down Let the cursed air be clean When you`ve lost faith in the human race Let love not weigh me down Let love not cause me pain Let it all seem like a dream And I won`t regret wnat

The Birds Will Sing For Us Ed Harcourt

The Birds Will Sing for Us Little girl don't be sad I've set your eyes on fire Don't say I'm a liar that I don't love you Something has brought me down but I won't give up hope It's hard for you

He's Building A Swamp Ed Harcourt

He don't live in the city He don't live in a town He lives close to the woodland Building a swamp in the dirty ground So watch me crawl Break down the door I'll nail you to the wooden floor Love won't

Born In The '70s Ed Harcourt

I was born the year punk broke Days before the king was dead It was the year of the snake I was a red-faced child Who stumbled where he tread Was kept in orderly file My parents name me Ed I tried my hardest

Metaphorically Yours Ed Harcourt

Metaphorically Yours by Ed Harcourt oh baby, can`t you see when you get mad at me your eyes light up your face oh baby, just a minute if both my wrists were sled you`re banish a new style and

When Americans Come To London Ed Harcourt

When Americans come to London wearing their clean white shoes The men wear baseball caps and the women they look confused Whenever I travel I try to blend in the crowd Flowing to airports not thinking

Loneliness Ed Harcourt

Stays around, won't let you be (loneliness) Corners me in dead-end streets (loneliness) To bring unwanted memories (loneliness) That find their way into my blood stream (loneliness) Loneliness Loneliness

Sister Renee Ed Harcourt

Sister Renee Sister Renee, the jack of all trades don't put that hatchet in my back, in my back Watch myself fade on the bed that was made not by Nurse Ratchet but by you, yeah by you Your uniform

The Trapdoor Ed Harcourt

years old, tall as a chair Found the trapdoor hidden from sight Fell into the blackness, seemed like hours I hit the ground on a sea of skulls There was no treasure, just stolen souls Taken years ago, down

Atlantic City Ed Harcourt

Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night, now they blew up his house too Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do Now there's trouble

Birds Fly Backwards Ed Harcourt

Sad, blue, the world is upside down And birds fly backwards Cats, dogs, fall first upon the ground And birds fly backwards Packed bags in the hallway Where we used to play all day We're hitting the road

You Put A Spell On Me Ed Harcourt

Bring you flowers in the morning I don't know what else to do Got a suitcase and a passport But all I really want is you I'm not sure if I can fake it I only write songs when I'm sad But being isn't

God Protect Your Soul Ed Harcourt

Well I hope God protects your soul I don't know if you should leave home alone Maybe you've been drinking from the Devil's bowl I can't express myself 'cause I'm not fully grown My heartache, is my mistake

This One's For You Ed Harcourt

I feel so far away from love 'Cus I can never get enough Like the kid with the cookie jar And if I came back from the grave for a while Would you, could you make a dead man smile I´ll wear you on

The Storm Is Coming Ed Harcourt

Well what starts out as a warm breeze Turns into something more Like the lightning that burns down houses Or the wind that blows down doors Oh I see it in the distance It moves much faster than I think

Bittersweetheart Ed Harcourt

Bittersweetheart by Ed Harcourt if I could only see straight I wouldn't be lonley these days I'd drag my body out of this place and every sunday I sleep and pray that my soul will keep for I'll

Whistle Of A Distant Train Ed Harcourt

Scream through the silence and over the hills 10 thousand years have gone by Passing the islands and broken down mills The train silhouettes through the skyline Mere emotion, see the ocean Just for one

Still I Dream Of It Ed Harcourt

been hard and I'm so tired I feel like eating now Smell the kitchen now, hear the maid whistle a tune my thoughts are fleeting now Still I dream of it of that happy day when I can say I've fallen in love

The Hammer And The Nail Ed Harcourt

I've been disguised by sunken eye I sleep in cars and shout at stars The killer said I'm not quite dead Replied then I must hide Please don't say I'm stuck in wood That I could sink like metal should And

Wind Through The Trees Ed Harcourt

Oh my deserted one You must put down your father's gun When the sundial reaches midday Shut your eyes and then look away Something's wrong, they're all gone I will walk through the long, long grass and

Until Tomorrow Then Ed Harcourt

likely to die Until tomorrow then I guess, it's you I miss 'Cause I just stare at the ceiling My stomach knots and twists You've created this feeling And I may be out of style But do you know what true love

She Fell Into My Arms Ed Harcourt

well I burned all my travellers Cheques Just to show you my respect Then I hung myself out to dry And You looked at me and asked me why So I said I don`t mind if I lose Cos if I win ill be so confused

Black Dress Ed Harcourt

For days I've searched for the words So I don't make a mess of this I'll trade my eyes for a fleeting wish I woke at 7am The cold air was not becoming This tune I started humming And you lay there so

Little Silver Bullet Ed Harcourt

And now I think I want to give it back And I can't get to sleep can't hit the sack I don't need this full moon trying to drag me down Cos I'm possessed by something underground Oh Mr Mephistopheles

Watching The Sun Come Up Ed Harcourt

Watching The Sun Come Up by Ed Harcourt You know it feels nice, watching the sun come up and I`ve realized I can never return Oh babe it feels good, watching the sun come up I can attack the day

Jetsetter Ed Harcourt

Jetsetter Making an apperance at the club tonight Playing some songs that I think are alright I'm not post-modern just a man who can bark And bite with teeth that leave a mark In the winter your eyes

Sugarbomb Ed Harcourt

He threw me through the window I lay bleeding in the glass If that's the way he planned it I sure don't understand it If I hadn't been with you He Probably would have walked past And like a dangerous driver

Attaboy Go Spin A Yarn Ed Harcourt

Attaboy, go spin a yarn about the good old days Catching fish laughing aloud out on Compton Bay I'm not one for nostalgia, don't really like the past I'm just a happy man with a ship and a sail and a mast

Paid To Get Drunk Ed Harcourt

At the bottom of an empty glass See myself going nowhere fast And the barman tells me it's time to leave But I haven't got time to care If I have so much love to give Where is that will to live Maybe you

Open Book Ed Harcourt

It's clear to us this love affair Has self combusted everywhere And I don't feel so debonair My piano collects dust A funeral with no mourners I wish that I'd turned corners To see the signs that warn

Undertaker Strut Ed Harcourt

Undertaker Strut Down in the valley where the river flows There's a man with a long black coat Rain is falling and clouds that are black On the coffin that starts to float Children they cry When

Ghostwriter Ed Harcourt

Hey - organise random chaos Hey - sinking deep in the sand Hey - link your arm to span another Hey - then you clap your clammy hands Creepy crawlies make the best of life they can But I'm not

Beneath The Heart Of Darkness Ed Harcourt

There's no way out, it's trapped in Beneath the heart of darkness Lies an old machine that's reeling Forgotten dust and sunlight Silent and removed from feeling The peace in my mind is drowning, fading down

All Of Your Days Will Be Blessed Ed Harcourt

All Of Your Days Will Be Blessed by Ed Harcourt with beady black eyes, the bluebird has died it's feathers have dried, it couldn't survive from the winter's grasp, nothing ever lasts but you and i

Those Crimson Tears Ed Harcourt

Moving like a dancing bear It's in my blood Falling down the marble stairs It's in my blood Oh my dear, that's the way I am made, I'm afraid Those crimson tears Drip on the floor, drip on the bar

Alligator Boy Ed Harcourt

bride Alligator boy, pretend you're a log Alligator boy, why'd you eat my dog Genetically grafted from all kinds of cells You're a silly little freak, waiting for the chime of wedding bells Break it down

The Ghosts Parade Ed Harcourt

venture out I'm shackled by Sadness courses through my veins My head feels like a hurricane And I will be myself once more And see my friends again For all of you who've loved and then been torn in two Sit down

Shadowboxing Ed Harcourt

across the sand But it disappears like King Canute The tide didn't like his attitude Always shadowboxing Face up and throw your gloves in Lose your imaginary friends Always good for nothing She can't ever love

Fireflies Take Flight Ed Harcourt

lung And bugs that eat their young The demons in your head The wolves under your bed The bones of dinosaurs Hidden below the floors They rattle and they shake And make the sound that... ...Wakes me

Hanging With The Wrong Crowd Ed Harcourt

Hey baby Jane, you have been climbing down the drain And you run in the rain to the playground climbing frame And the air seems so good and moist and cool When you meet him by the swimming pool What's

Blackwoods Back Home Ed Harcourt

There is something in the blackwoods Going in cannot be good All these branches pull me in Notify my next of kin I smell the death tonight It makes me feel so scared, uneasy The darkness blinds the sight

Shanghai Ed Harcourt

climb the corporate buildings Spray-paint the outside walls You bet that they'll be yielding When the castle falls We'll swim beneath the ocean Near the coral reef I have a certain notion That it will not

Apple Of My Eye Ed Harcourt

this angst, don't need thanks You're the apple of my eye I drink a lot of wine When I am alone I lose my track of time My ideas turn to stone I pretend I'm sad That I'm still so small But I'm not

Coal Black Heart Ed Harcourt

those crows away I'm so happy on my own at home I listen to the static of my record player Sometimes you have to have a break Feed the ducks out on the lake All I want to do is make you smile But I'm not

Last Of The Troubadors Ed Harcourt

troubadours I played in every ballroom A shadow of a man My guitar was an heirloom I called it Mary Anne Nobody is happy anymore Last of the troubadours I died in my sleep There was no pain Falling in love

Angels On Your Body Ed Harcourt

to take The risk and the price For those angels on your body, baby The bells are ringing in Flowers bloom and statues croon But hear them singing I would try and stop the sea See how much you mean to me

I'Ve Become Misguided Ed Harcourt

Sometimes I'm afraid of my shadow It's always following me In my home in an old trombone lives a family of bumblebees And I'm fearful of the sharp sting that fractures through the skin Walking on the dark

From Every Sphere Ed Harcourt

From Every Sphere Take me far away And make me lose control For now I need to pray Think of forgotten souls Disappear from every sphere Watch them high Then slowly die Then slowly die If you shut

Something To Live For Ed Harcourt

Of friends who sit and think too much Too fragile for the cold outside Too proud to say what's on their minds This is for the broken fools Whose flames are gone before their time And if you see me

Kids (Rise From The Ashes) Ed Harcourt

Kids you're our only hope Save us now we need an antidote Kids get out on the street Through this smoke rise through the city heat You loved me like a friend But now I can't pretend The time we used to